Since the night I met her at a shitty basement party in high school, I’ve wanted her, craved her. Even when we were fifteen, she had something animalistic, primal hiding behind those grey eyes. I still can’t put my finger on what it is about her.

Whatever it is, I’m addicted.

Callie Leveaux? She’s always craved sex. Up until now, she didn’t even care much who it was with, but I’m about to change all that.

I sat on the sidelines, struggling to kick one vice so I could trade it for my addiction to her. You might think I did it to be a better person, but the truth is, it’s always been for her.